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点击复制Wrath bristles my hair
I lean on rail rain stops in air
I gaze up roar to the sky
My heart burns high
Thirty years’fame dust in wind;
Eight thousand li cloud and moon blend
Don’t wait till youth fades to gray
Grief in vain to stay
Jingkang shame not yet avenged;
When ends my loyal rage
I’ll drive my chariot break Helan’s pass
Feed on foe’s flesh drink their blood in glass
I’ll take back our land piece by piece
Then present victory to the emperor’s peace